When ordered to accompany the team of prisoners to Wang Dun'er by the Qiantang River, for a while, he opened his mouth wide as dumbfounded as many people.
What surprised him was not only the billowing river that he saw for the first time in his life, but also the pontoon bridge under construction on the river between the traffic and boats.
And the outline of the bridge body, which is still preliminary formed, has been extended for a large part from the north bank of the big river; and on the big river, there are still many strange ships with turning waterwheels that come and go.
On the temporary trestle bridge that is extending the shore road, a lot of building materials and materials are piled up with simple wooden pulley frames, which are easily hoisted on the ship like a bird.
Then it is like a bird that weaves a nest, transporting and closing in the vicinity of several straight iron ropes running through the river; at this time, other vehicles and boats dragged the ferry boats captured in the battle and tied and nailed them in sections. Mao’s means are fixed under the iron cable and become part of the bridge piers floating on the river.
Therefore, the progress of such an extension looks like a miracle above the Pentium River, and a flat road and bridge connecting the north and the south can be laid out in a short time.
But how can you not call Wang Dun'er, a native of the locals, who are dazzled and can't move their steps, and become more determined in their hearts. This peaceful thief is not in the future, even in the current East of Zhejiang. The earth must be able to make a big climate.
The things he assisted in escorting were actually captured by the Eastern Zhejiang Allied Forces who were circulated everywhere after the defeat and were intercepted by the locals. Although when they were gathered together, they seemed unmatched; but after defeat and rout, they were like a bereaved dog, and most of them were struggling and hiding in panic.
Therefore, for example, Wang Dun'er personally caught at least three, and when he assisted others in searching the mountains, forests and grasses in the village, he caught seven or eight more. This also made him realize one thing, these are usually in the village. The arrogant, unreasonable soldiers, unity and the like are actually nothing more than the case in front of the Taiping banner.
And these captures in the countryside, after being sent to the corresponding weaving field, stripped of clothes, and after simple inspection and cleaning, they were sorted by simple body type and age, and then dispatched to the riverside to participate in tree felling, Digging sand and moving stones to clear up rough labor.
And Wang Dun'er, who have performed and contributed to a certain degree in the local area, continued to transform into guarding and supervising their captured labor roles, and let the Taiping Army's team working along the river snowball. More soldiers and garrisons will come.
This is also the way that the Taiping Army has been able to continuously expand its momentum and obtain resources and manpower along the way. Although due to the relatively simple and rude propulsion mode, there will inevitably be some waste and additional loss, but it is also to an acceptable level on the whole.
And in the dark room in the corner of the former government office in Qiantang City.
The woman who was fixed by the special shackles was still wearing the singer's tutu skirt, her long hair covering her face looked weak and pitiful, full of some kind of secret room imprisonment and was about to take place without misery, flurry and other unbearable things. The atmosphere of the story.
Of course, Zhou Huaian would not easily leave the opportunity to give the other party a head. All the details have been carefully checked, and in the drinking water used Aconitum and Datura flower extract, which can relax the muscles and lose consciousness.
In this way, even if she was trained, she couldn't generate explosive power to do something, but she still had enough mental intelligence to answer and respond to Zhou Huaian's methods.
Despite this, Zhou Huaian did his best to scan the other party carefully again; it seems that her biological characteristics are much weaker and bleak compared to when she met in Canton before, as if she was more than ready to do so. .
In addition to being deliberately not given food, Zhou Huaian also found several inconspicuous concealed injuries, which looked like old injuries and sequelae that had not been treated in time for a long time.
"You... Is there anything else you can say..."
In the end, Zhou Huaian pulled aside and strangled the cloth in her mouth. Anyway, with the slackness of her muscles, at least she couldn't bite her tongue.
"Since I have nothing to say... It is no luck to be in the hands of the emperor... But since the nobleman makes me specialize in this, I am afraid that there is something I want to know."
The woman with long hair downcast said in a dumb voice, sounding a strange rhythm.
"Naturally, everything is in no small detail..."
Anniversary unmoved way
"Nu Wei asks for one thing..."
The woman paused and said.
"Do you think it's possible... Would the court and government in the past easily let go of a den owner who sheltered and accommodated assassins..."
Zhou Huaian asked rhetorically.
"The slave understands, please don't involve more people in extravagance, too..."
The woman whispered.
"Do you think you have the qualifications to impose conditions... As an assassin, you don't think there is too much talk..."
Zhou Huaian interrupted her again.
"The slave understands, the nobles want to know what slaves know without saying anything... But if you ask for a clean and happy pleasure, don't pay for more humiliation..."
The woman sighed.
"The first question, why... Since this generation is a desperate man, shouldn't it be that he swears to the death of the master behind the scenes, and he wants to complete the task even if he is broken."
Zhou Huaian continued to ask.
"Because the people who were able to instigate my generation are no longer there. The imperial court is gone, and the former assassin family's location is also destroyed. Whether it is the Gongsun family, the Jing family, the Cao family, the Yu family, or the Nie family passed down in ancient times. No one can see anymore..."
She said in a low voice without moving.
"In the beginning, in addition to the army horses ordered to be annihilated, there were still people who stayed in place and cut off the people of our generation. Although they were desperate, they had to get out. Now there is only one descendant of the Nie family in the assassin's family..."
"However, as an assassin who failed to complete the mission, he would be an abandoned son who couldn't live. The slave had to escape to Jiangdong, where the opponent was still not enough, but when someone was kindly taken in when he was injured and fell down, he stayed here for the time being. I thought it was rewarded..."
"So, this time is just a coincidence, and it's relieved that there is nothing to do with the assassinations at the banquet..." Zhou Huai'an asked blankly.
"... at least my generation, still can't pay the price of inviting slaves..."
After the woman said this sentence, she fell silent again in response.
"Then tell me about the assassin's family... I'm not sure that it will satisfy me, so I won't be angry and spread to other people."
Zhou Huaian, who wanted to turn his head and leave, only became a little interested at this time.
"Of course, whether you believe it or not, isn't it the result of no choice; the difference is whether you say it yourself or I use means to make you say it..."
"The nobleman knows that the famous swordsmen Aunt Gongsun and General Pei during the Kaiyuan period; and later Quan Huan Li Fuguo and Yu Chaoen died violently..."
The woman groaned for a moment, then lifted her pale and thrilling jaw, quietly whispering. (End of this chapter)